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548 DAYS: CAPTURED BY A SECT

PREVIOUSLY

Steven just thought in not being found.

We went to San Martín de Pangoa. He was in the jungle. There was no electricity.

We got to stay weeks

without being able to shower and clean ourselves.

Steven got really violent.

Then, suddenly, everything changed.

I was pregnant.

The media and the police lost interest in the case.

I needed to go to Peru.

LIMA, PERU

It was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

And, of course, if you were running away, someone like Patricia was a problem.

Steven even said:

"What if we kill her?"

LIMA, PERU

I expected

from afar

any news from Peru.

It was hell.

We don't know what happened to her. I can't live like this.

It was our last chance.

If it didn't work,

I would lose my daughter forever.

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CHAPTER 3 THE RESCUE

Hi, Olinda. It's Alberto. I just arrived in Lima.

We can meet later

to get to know each other and plan the week.

When he arrived in Peru, despite the suffering,

he was strong enough to comfort someone else

MAYI'S MOTHER

He wanted to help me too.

For me, it was comforting

see someone's strength who was going through the same as me.

And that's how we started our fight to find our daughters.

We arrived at the Spanish Consulate.

I'll exchange ideas with the consul

and discuss how to handle the accusation.

At that meeting, the consul suggested

not claim it was a cult�

PATRICIA'S MOTHER

�and report it as human trafficking.

We found a receptive promoter,

willing to help and who understood us.

PATRICIA'S FATHER

She wanted to help us.

She thought that reporting how human trafficking would work.

And asked the police start investigating right away.

PERUVIAN POLICE DIRINCR HEADQUARTERS

I met Alberto when he came � Division of Missing Persons.

He was thrilled.

I would finally get justice, somehow.

DIRINCRI AGENT

We open an inquiry and we started investigating that man.

It gave him hope to find Patricia.

I'm a father too. And as I see it every day,

when I come home and see my son,

I think: "I hope it never passes"

DIRINCRI AGENT

for the pain of registering the disappearance of my son, like so many people."

The complaint was made. Now all that was left was to find that man.

We didn't know where he was.

I'm in the same condominium where Patricia and the group stayed.

We were at an impasse.

We didn't have a lead on Steven.

Children attend this school.

Well, they did.

He left no trace. Took the kids out of school and the doctor.

So we asked the judge for help in monitoring

the means of communication for everyone in the group.

We received a list with about 18 different numbers.

Steven was scared to death

to be found, so I didn't turn on the cell phone.

There was no way to find them.

We just had to wait

he made a mistake and turn on one of those cell phones.

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I was very scared.

and my biggest fear was him getting revenge on Patricia,

because, in a way

It was us, Patricia's family, that we ruined his life.

At the time, they argued a lot. They were like water and oil.

I remember he even said:

"I'm thinking of killing her."

STEVEN'S WIFE

He spoke like this:

"What if we kill her?"

I just stared at him. Without saying anything.

I didn't know what to say.

If any of us supported him and agreed with his anger

against Patricia, for being to blame for our situation,

I think he would have tried disappear with her.

Kill her.

So I asked him:

"What were you planning?"

"What were you thinking?"

POLICE INVESTIGATION

We know that Steven Manrique

was controlling and manipulating Patricia.

But we have no idea who he really was.

But thanks to the investigation from the Peruvian police,

we found out more about him.

Steven was born in Lima in 1983 in a low-income family,

unstructured,

dysfunctional, and in a violent environment.

At school,

the boys insulted him and beat him, so I only stayed with the girls.

The teachers said

that he changed the girls from talking to them so much.

It was his father

who gave the Cruz de Caravacato him. This book opened the door for him

to a world of magic,

and taught him to have faith in a belief system

that mixes philosophy, culture, esotericism and the occult.

And that led him to a Gnostic group.

But he didn't stay long.

He was expelled for mixing ideas from other sects

and for claiming to be Prince Gurdjieff.

All this led him to create your own group.

The time has passed, and things have not improved.

One day, the money ran out.

Then we went from San Martín de Pangoa for an apartment in Alto Celendín.

A place in the middle of the jungle, a small village with only 30 houses.

Most of the people there were drug dealers or a fugitive, like us.

The house wasn't quite a house. There were four walls, a ceiling and a floor.

There was nothing.

There was no running water, no electricity, no food.

And I was bad. Very bad.

The region was full of puddles. There was a lot of mud, we had to wear boots.

Everyone got fungus. Even the children.

It was horrible.

My legs were full of bites.

Also, we had a head lice outbreak.

And I saw them falling from my head,

and the children could catch lice without even looking.

Not the best place for kids.

And definitely not the best place for a pregnant woman.

Steven put us in danger. Us and our children.

I wasn't the only one pregnant. Mayi was too.

A son is a blessing.

It's a gift of life.

But for me, at that moment, it wasn't.

So

I was very selfish. I didn't take care of myself.

I worked a lot.

I didn't take care of myself. I even said: "Wow!

If it's to be born, this baby will be born."

And I didn't take care of myself.

Hello?

I can't hear anything. Hello?

Maryori?

are you?

I once called my parents.

To hear their voice.

Daughter

Oh, daughter

Say something, please.

Hello?

Hello?

I can't hear anything. Hello?

Maryori?

are you?

CAPCHA AGENT CALLING

MISSED CALL

CAPCHA AGENT: ALBERTO, ARE YOU THERE?

GOOD NEWS! THE CELL PHONE TURNED ON.

WE FOUND THEM!

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PERUVIAN POLICE

At that time, I hugged Alberto. Now there was hope.

We found a light at the end of the tunnel.

And that light was shining on Pangoa.

They had recently turned on their cell phone,

so they were in that area. And they were alive.

We thought they were in Lima,

but then we find out that they moved.

He isolated them more and more.

This concerned us.

We talked with our superiors, and they sent us here.

"You two go there. They are the ones who know the most about the case.

Then go there and investigate."

We had the location

where we thought they would be. The next step was to go there

and investigate.

TO FORWARD

Alberto sent me a photo with a Capcha message written:

"Let's rescue your daughter."

That's all.

SAN MARTIN DE PANGOA, PERU

We wear ordinary clothes.

Clothes that everyone wore, to try to blend us in.

But, as we were not from there, it wouldn't be easy.

The locals they didn't trust us very much.

There was what we call the red zone.

An area dominated by narco-terrorism.

That place was very dangerous. for a policeman.

Our life is always in danger there.

We knew it wouldn't be easy look for Patricia.

It was a race against time.

We were given ten days to search the area,

and Pangoa was a very large region.

It's a jungle.

� infinite.

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When looking for them, we always carried a clipboard.

REWARD 10,000 SIS

So you can ask the villagers

if they knew anyone.

After three or four days, we still didn't have any information.

LIMA, PERU

Alberto asked me

any information or clue about the daughter's whereabouts.

We didn't know what to say.

FRIEND, ANY NEWS?

HI, ALBERT. UNFORTUNATELY, NOTHING YET.

It was very distressing for us.

We walked all over the city. Almost door to door.

It was very strange.

A white person in that region would definitely draw attention.

But we got nothing. They disappeared.

So I said to Christian: "There's nothing in town.

Let's go up the mountain. They are not here."

We decided to go to a remote area, on the mountain, in the middle of the jungle.

We also decided to part ways.

Each one would look in a place.

That zone was a fortress of drug trafficking.

And it was very difficult

the police or the army enter there.

I had walked a lot.

When I was returning,

two people approached.

They surrounded me at gunpoint.

"That's it. It's my time", I thought.

I showed my document and told them who I was.

"I'm a policeman. I'm after this person. They must have seen it, it's a white woman."

But that's when they knocked me out.

And they started hitting me.

And they looked for a weapon.

I said I didn't have one, for my work was only to investigate.

I felt the rifle on my forehead telling me to shut up.

Hear that they are going to shoot you It's horrible.

I don't wish it on anyone.

I heard one of them make a call.

They were asking about me.

I thought

that he would die that day.

But then they said, "Get out of here. We don't want to see you around here, worm."

REWARD 10,000 SIS BY THE LOCATION OF THIS GROUP

I really went down

desperate and scared.

I spoke with Christian

and said, "Let's go. I don't want to stay here anymore."

Thought I'd call my boss and tell what had happened.

But then I thought, if I told my boss,

the operation would be cancelled. And I couldn't stop thinking

on Alberto.

And how I let him down.

So I decided not to tell.

DEAR FRIEND.

DO YOU REMEMBER THE PROMISE I MADE TO YOU?

I WILL FULFILL IT.

"I will find your daughter, anyway.

I won't come back without finding you."

When I was eight months old, everything just got harder.

I still did all housework.

I was exhausted.

As I was pregnant, I needed to eat, but we hardly ate.

There was no food. I suffered from severe chronic malnutrition.

My neighbor even thought that I was three months old.

We used to eat rice and potatoes. That's why we become malnourished.

I came to fear for the lives of my children.

Our only goal was to survive.

Even so, for me, the worst part wasn't starving.

One day, out of nowhere,

Steven said he was leaving.

And that he was going to take Mayi and Paola.

He said they were going to work, and that I had to stay,

alone with the kids.

She asked us not to go.

Her eyes pleaded:

"Don't go. Don't leave me alone."

She knew the baby would be born soon.

I begged them to stay.

I didn't ask the three to stay, but at least one.

It didn't matter who but I needed someone with me.

I thought about my son.

On my other children.

I needed to earn money, because Steven wouldn't give me anything.

He wasn't going to give me money, he wasn't going to give me anything. And I knew.

They ended up leaving.

I felt alone.

She was scared to death, scared. I knew there was something wrong.

I knew the baby was coming soon.

And that they wouldn't be back in time.

We went to a park and saw a lot of children.

Children often play and they usually recognize each other.

But nobody knew the kids we were looking for.

Until a lady passed by with a little girl.

When we asked her,

she said she had never seen those people.

Then her granddaughter wanted to look at the pictures.

REWARD 10,000 SIS

The girl recognized Paola right away.

"The crazy lady in the pink boots," she said.

And the lady said to the girl: "Don't talk like that. What crazy girl?"

"She's the only one who wears pink boots."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, it's her. She always crosses the bridge

with a pot of food. She passes every day after 10 pm.

"She has long hair and walks funny. She looks crazy."

And me and Christian know that a child never lies.

We are on standby 24 hours a day.

But we got nothing, and that worried us.

That's when a miracle happened.

I saw a pair of pink boots walking, as the girl described.

The girl walked bent over, looking at the ground,

without greeting anyone.

It looked like a robot.

Then he said to me: "Don't turn now. Stay still."

I asked why. "Paola is in the back."

"I don't believe it," I said. "She's back there. Don't look."

"Paola is four meters away from you."

It was true.

I turned around and saw Paola.

So we started to follow her.

I was filled with hope.

Because if Paola was there, So was Steven.

And if Steven was there, we could find Mayi

and Patricia.

She walked about 40 minutes, until you leave town.

It got harder.

In the field, it was easier to understand if she was being followed.

I think Paola noticed, because she quickened her pace.

So we try to disguise it.

We buy alcohol and pretend to be drunk,

or something like that.

Thirty minutes from the city, we saw her enter a house.

It looked like what we call a boarding house. A house that rented out rooms.

So we started watching.

We had to find a way to get in. It was very suspicious to be out there.

So we talked to the lady

and we said, "We are teachers, we came here to work,

and we need a room."

And she said, "I have a spare room, but it has a problem.

The couple next door is a little strange.

The man never leaves the room. Looks like he's hiding."

So I asked if he was problematic.

She said no, it was just weird. "He has long, curly hair,

he wears glasses and never leaves his room."

We were lucky. The wall that separated our rooms

was made of adobe.

You could hear almost everything.

He heard a woman's voice, of a man and Paola's in the bedroom.

But we didn't find the children not Patricia.

MY COLLEAGUE FOLLOWED HER.

We knew Paola was going to work at 5am.

She worked in a restaurant until 9 pm.

She worked from 5 am to 9 pm. That was Paola's routine.

But we didn't know anything about other people in the room.

On the fourth day I was watching,

when Mayi suddenly appeared. I recognized her immediately.

I realized that she was pregnant five or six months.

I didn't understand that there was someone watching us.

I was very distracted.

And I was also passing for a depression.

So I didn't notice.

MAYI IS THE OTHER.

It was on autopilot.

SHE IS PREGNANT

When Mayi walked into Steven's room,

the first thing I did went to call Olinda.

So she's alone with Steven, without the children.

Ma'am, we don't have much information.

Don't you have any children?

No.

She was happy when they found Mayi, but didn't show

because her colleague in this search was beside,

and he hadn't been so lucky.

"Alberto, they saw my daughter!"

So he said, "I asked them,

and they haven't seen Patricia." And burst into tears.

They said that they hadn't seen Patricia.

Nor the children.

They hadn't seen the children either.

I thought that probably

she was no longer alive.

But then I convinced myself that she was alive, yes.

"She has to be alive, and we have to find her."

We always wondered why Patricia

ended up in such a place.

A girl with a comfortable life in Spain.

What made her come to Pangoa?

AUGUST 8, 2016

I HAD A DREAM LAST NIGHT.

I HAD OUR BABY IN MY ARMS.

IT WAS A GIRL.

YOU WERE BY MY SIDE AND I FELT SAFE.

I COULD NOT STOP CRYING WITH HAPPINESS.

ONLINE

TYPING

WHAT A BEAUTIFUL VISION.

I was alone with the children.

They were scared to death, didn't know what to do.

I was scared too.

But I feared more for my baby.

I didn't know if he was turned, or in the right position.

I had no idea.

It was the first time in my life that I thought I was going to die.

The neighbor heard my screams and she came to see what was going on.

But Steven sent the children not to open it to anyone.

But I told them to let her in, or else I would die.

When I heard her cry,

I finally breathed in relief. "The baby is fine, it's over."

And they told me it was a girl.

Having her resting on my chest It was the happiest moment of my life.

I'll never forget.

I waited eight and a half months for that moment.

I never imagined that, at the age of 19,

I would give birth in the middle of the jungle,

and under those conditions.

With the help of four children and of a woman who was not a midwife,

and who didn't know how to do that.

But

she did a great job.

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Do you have any news?

Nothing yet.

What are you waiting for? Why don't you come right in?

That's how it works.

We needed to be sure that the man next to me was Félix Steven.

A MAN'S VOICE

What if we go in, and it's not him?

What if he doesn't tell you where Patricia is?

Capcha and Huarchaya did not know if Steven was in the room.

They hadn't seen him.

They never saw him leave the room.

He grew his hair and beard to look older.

He was locked up. He stayed in bed almost all day.

He didn't work. Paola and I were going to work.

I worked pregnant.

I would come home exhausted.

But every night

we had to recite the mantras to protect us.

WE HEAR LOUD MUSIC.

THE MAN SCREAMS.

We did it out of love for him.

So blindly.

Woke up at dawn.

And they were listening to Indian music, weren't they?

- Yes. - Weird music with drums and stuff.

This.

Ma'am, we don't sleep. We're looking like zombies.

I try to hold my breath so he doesn't notice my presence.

Have you seen him?

He won't even go to the bathroom.

It was three or four in the morning. Steven was talking,

and I heard: "Let's go tomorrow."

"Paola, you go first.

Then Maryori. And me last.

We have to leave anyway.

Something bad is going to happen."

THE MAN PLANS TO ESCAPE AT NIGHT

Steven said he had a vision.

And he said to them:

"I think we're being followed."

The idea was to go further, visit indigenous communities.

And meet us there it would be much more difficult.

So I said: "We have to do something.

We have no choice.

We have to act, with or without Patricia."

Hello?

- Madam, how are you? - Good afternoon, how are you?

- Can we talk? - Sure, don't worry.

We'll have to do something.

They can run away at any time. They have their bags packed.

I can hear the doors slam

- The noise of suitcases. - I know.

If we wait, we won't have time to find Patricia.

I hope she's with the kids.

Me too.

I look forward to hearing from you.

Please call me anytime.

- Yes, ma'am. - I will pray for you.

I hope it all works out. Thank you.

So I told them to come in once and for all.

Alberto said the same.

"They must come in soon. They can't wait any longer."

I wanted it to end, I wanted to know what happened and find her.

I just wanted it to end.

I was afraid he would run away. I wanted them to come in soon.

and discover something about Patricia,

about the children and, of course, I didn't see the time

to arrest this guy.

WE HAVE TO GO IN!

We asked Lima for reinforcements.

Headquarters sent a team.

We set up the operation.

It was fast. It was a race against time.

We knew Paola's routine. She leaves at five in the morning.

Then we wait for her to leave

to separate them.

We don't want everyone together when we went in.

We combine with our colleagues, who took Paola.

By chance, Maryori opened the door and went to the bathroom.

I was doing laundry

when someone approached and asked for my document.

My identity.

POLICE DISAPPEARED

I realized that they had found us.

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Get up!

- Get up. - Get up.

- No!

}You'll get hit if you don't get up!

Calm.

Calm. Stay calm.

- Calm. - You can't do that.

Come on, friend. Don't resist, please.

-Calm. - ID, please.

Get your ID, sir.

- Calm. Can you calm down? - Yeah.

You need to calm down.

- Let him go. - Sit here.

This is a sting operation.

- Why do you think we're here? - I don't know.

- I woke up sick. - What's your name?

- Esteban. - And the last name?

He gave us a false name.

He was very confused.

Esteban of what?

He even started crying.

We asked about the whereabouts from Patricia and the children.

We asked, and he:

"What Patricia? What kids? I don't know anything."

Let's go. Please help us.

Sit here.

He adopted this stance.

Afterwards, when he plucked up courage, he told me:

"You can't arrest me. Where's the promoter? What about the judge?"

Sit here for a while. I'm not resisting, sir.

They could not accuse him, because we were of legal age.

And because we accept to live that way.

Nobody forced us. We were there of our own free will.

It was our way of life.

- Sit here for a while. - Listen me!

We're from DIRINCRI, that's it.

Put on a pair of shoes and join us.

Something in the video caught my attention.

They took him out of bed,

and he was left with his foot on the ground.

So Mayi took off her own shoes

and gave it to him so you wouldn't step on the ground.

Put on a shoe.

Here, use mine.

Mr. Ezekiel, you can

That's when I understood

how much he controlled them.

I felt bad because it wasn't fair.

I felt sorry for him.

I felt bad because a master like him,

who would give his life for mankind,

that would save many people and that would bring us knowledge�

went to jail.

- Come on, come on. - Just a second.

One second!

Wait one moment!

Damn it, Alberto, call me! You have to answer when I call.

Rosa, I can't talk right now. All I know is that the guy was arrested.

They are interrogating Paola and Mayi

to find Patricia and the kids.

Alberto, I cannot give you more details.

I can only say that we are with Paola,

and she gave us a spot in the jungle.

We're going there.

We'll talk later.

As you can see, it's in the middle of nowhere.

We need to face extreme conditions

to be able to rescue the children and the Spanish girl.

Hi little one.

All good?

Hey.

All good? What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Are you kidding?

When we arrived, we saw the abandoned children.

All good? nothing happened, we came to see you.

Sit down, please.

They were half naked and with a head full of lice.

They were malnourished and very thin.

Alright girl.

- Right. - Right.

They approached, They looked at us and hugged us.

- Have you had lunch yet? - No.

They asked if we had some cookies or candy.

They only thought about eating.

They were alive.

All were alive.

They were living in terrible conditions�

What's going on?

I felt really bad when I saw how Estefano was found.

You could see his bones.

I could only see the head.

And the skinny arms.

His belly was huge.

But they were alive.

And that

I was very happy when I found out they were alive.

Patricia?

- Give it to me, Estefano. - Patricia?

There's no Patricia here. What are you talking about?

Nothing, don't worry.

Where's Narita?

Nobody here is named Patricia.

How are you my dear. They already know

But we haven't seen Patricia.

We shout her name across the land.

Where's Narita? - Patricia!

There's no Patricia here. - Patricia!

- Calm. - It's okay.

What happened?

Calm down, come here.

Please don't take my aunt.

No one will take your aunt.

We just came to visit you.

That day, I had gone to work on a plantation close to home.

And suddenly I heard someone calling my name:

"Patricia!"

No one has called me that in a while.

I found a super skinny girl.

She could barely walk.

He asked me if I was Patricia, and I said yes.

I said I was from the police, and that we went there to rescue her.

"Is this your baby?"

I said yes.

He asked me my name, and I said it was Naomi.

The first thing I thought of was:

"Alberto, you are grandfather."

I felt

that it was over. It was the end of suffering and hunger.

Our time there was over. I was at peace.

When I saw the pictures

from the rescue, she did not appear.

They said she was fine, that she had been redeemed,

but that wasn't enough for me. I needed to see a picture of her.

I needed to see it with my own eyes that she was there.

Finally, they showed me.

- Aunt! - She arrived.

Hi girls. All good?

"My daughter is alive!"

I was very happy but at the same time

when I saw her condition�

She was so skinny

and so bad physically,

that made me cry.

I could only think in everything she's been through

in the last year and a half.

Thinking about everything my daughter went through

in those 548 days�

Hello?

Ma'am, is Alberto there?

- Yes. - Can I ask a favor?

- It can. - Tell him to stay calm.

Capcha was talking to Olinda. I didn't know about what,

but she was very quiet.

I tell him, he's beside me.

When she hung up, she told me:

"Alberto, I need to tell you something."

"Congratulations, you're a grandma."

"What? Grandpa?"

Then she said: "Capcha told me

that Patricia had a daughter."

I thought, "Really?"

"Olinda, I'm a grandmother," he said.

My hair turned whiter all of a sudden. From one hour to another.

It was incredible.

Amazing. It was a lot of happiness.

In addition to finding Patri�

and save a person

Two, actually.

Much more, because they saved

all the kids and the girls.

But the feeling of recovering not just one daughter, but two

I have no words.

You're fine, aren't you?

- Where's Naomi? - She's in her crib.

In the bedroom? Let's go.

The baby?

This goes.

Don't wake her up.

Slowly.

Go wake her up!

Where's the baby?

Here, she is sleeping.

Careful.

She's so small.

RURAL POLICE OFFICE

I need your data to fill in here.

I'll give you my data, But I want a lawyer.

We are recording.

We knew who we were going to face.

Steven was manipulative.

Where are you? Are you on the street?

While he was being interrogated at the police station,

we went to see the victims.

So we left him with two colleagues.

And when we returned,

one of our colleagues said that we were wrong,

that he was a messiah,

a chosen one of God.

And that, sooner or later, we would be cursed.

And that if we could help him,

we should do this.

We started to argue and we had to get him out.

Because we saw that he had convinced and manipulated our colleague.

We recorded it because it's his right.

One thing that can define Steven Manrique and his personality

that's what happened at the Pangoa police station.

When the cops asked if you needed anything,

Steven Manrique asked for a hairdresser.

To appear in photos hair cut and shaved.

Patricia, when asking for what she needed,

she only asked for diapers for her daughter.

Rosa, can you read this document?

"Forensic report.

She has an affective need,

what makes you dependent who is affectionate with her.

She is susceptible to manipulation in exchange for affection.

She puts her partner's needs In front of her own.

It validates physical aggression partner's psychology

with arguments that she considers rational to justify these attitudes.

She has low self-esteem, dependency and insecurity.

And show yourself submissive and unable to reflect.

Has derogatory ideas about self and about the woman,

whom she considers subordinate to the orders and to the needs of man.

She has no discernment not a purpose.

In addition to showing psychological immaturity, emotional and spiritual."

Who are you talking about?

Of my daughter.

Steven did this to her.

He turned her into this.

It's very difficult to leave the group.

It's practically impossible without help.

We recovered Patricia's body,

but her mind wasn't there yet.

I was still under Steven's influence.

I still thought about him a lot and what he was talking about.

But, over time, I was able to reflect on many things

and assimilate everything little by little.

I realized who Steven really was,

and that I needed help.

why recognize this it was only the first step.

I still had a lot to recover.

AFTER THE RESCUE, THE GROUP SPLIT BY PSYCHOLOGICAL RECOMMENDATION.

THEY HAVE SPECIALIZED THERAPY IN VICTIMS OF SECTS AND COERCITIVE GROUPS

That was the old Patricia.

She is not the girl anymore described in this document.

I didn't have to forgive anything.

Everything is in the past.

Let's start over.

Without blaming anyone.

No questions asked.

Without question.

Let's move on.

THREE YEARS AFTER THE RESCUE

- Are you okay, Mayi? - You look beautiful!

My family has grown.

Now I also have a family in Peru.

I have a Peruvian family.

What's up, man?

It's good to see you.

He hugged me and said: "Capcha, thank you very much."

And I: "Relax, man.

I promised to bring your daughter back. And I did, buddy."

- Albert. What's up, man? - All good?

I can't stop thanking you.

I will be forever grateful to them, and even that won't be enough.

I've been through so much, that my friends tell me: "Olinda,

I would have died. You are so strong."

But not me, I never wanted to die.

I always found strength where I didn't have it

to find my daughter. And I found it.

Mothers never die.

It looked like I was lethargic. It's liberating, actually

to know that I'm not like that anymore and that I changed for the better.

- I missed you, Mayi. - Me too.

I miss you so much.

I am very grateful to have received this new opportunity,

and for this recommencement.

It's like being born again.

Make the most of it time with your children,

because time does not go back.

There is no way to retrieve it.

I had a second chance, and I'm enjoying it.

I am very proud of my daughter.

A lot.

She managed to rebuild her life.

I never thought that our life could change so radically in such a short time.

I became myself again. I went back to wearing black clothes.

I do what I want with my hair.

Like what I want and how much I want it.

I do what I want.

And, mainly,

when I have a problem, or when I'm not well,

I have the confidence to tell my parents,

for my brother, or for anyone who needs it.

PATRICIA IS STILL IN THERAPY.

SHE LIVES IN ELCHE WITH HER PARENTS AND HER DAUGHTER, WHICH IS GROWING HAPPY.

SHE STUDIED SOCIAL INCLUSION

AND WORKS IN A FOUNDATION THAT HELP PEOPLE WITH DISABILITIES.

Fortunately, my story has a happy ending.

But unfortunately,

many women and many families didn't have the same ending.

STEVEN WAS SENTENCED TO 20 YEARS

FOR HUMAN TRAFFIC AND LABOR AND SEXUAL EXPLOITATION.

HE WILL FULFILL THE FULL SENTENCE, AND IT WILL NOT BE RELEASED BEFORE 2038.

HE REFUSED TO APPEAR IN THIS DOCUMENTARY.

BECAUSE OF THE INTERNET, THE NUMBER OF VICTIMS OF SECTS

IT FIRED EVEN WITHOUT PHYSICAL CONTACT.

ABOUT 1% OF THE WORLD POPULATION, ABOUT 400,000 PEOPLE IN SPAIN,

THEY ARE DIRECTLY AFFECTED BY SECTS.

WITHOUT A LAW AGAINST COERCITIVE PERSUASION,

CASES LIKE PATRICIA AGUILAR'S THEY WILL CONTINUE TO BE AN INVISIBLE PROBLEM.